We have been together for twenty-four years.”“Does she like it a bit rough? I can sometimes be rough.” He asked.“I haven’t been rough with h...er, so I’m not sure.” I answered.“Boys, come join me.” Christine’s voice called from the bedroom.**********When we entered we saw that she had lit about a dozen candles. The flames flickered and gave a subtle lighting to the room. She had also changed into a negligee with a string, thong bikini that I had never seen before.She sat on the edge of the bed and. . i would stop now and then to tease her and make sure she was still wanting to hear all the details and usually i would get a response of real dirty look or pulling my balls and telling me i better not stop..lol and then she would be back at sucking my dick and not busting a nut was very hard cuz she is very good at oral work and the story was reliving a super hot time i had only just finished having with the hot black guy.. i would have to stop her from time to time and remind her i was real. He expands within me and throbs violently, sending pooling warmth into my abdomen. His arms give way, but he still tries to set himself down carefully on me as his climax rockets through him. Our bodies are slick with sweat. His head rests beside mine on my shoulder. My legs fall from around his hips and tangle with his. He breathes heavily with me and I can feel his heart hammering against my breast. I quiver underneath him, burning from the inside out, still shaking and throbbing with. More often, than not, she would suck him or deep-throat him for 5 or 6 minutes, then he would fuck her pussy, finish in her arse, and she would lick his dick clean. The ‘action’ never lasted more than an hour. He would have a beer or a cup of coffee, then go home. At first I was relieved that she was only using him for sex, and wasn’t actually in love with him, but the longer it went on, the more I realised that she was hooked on him, like a drug addict. Occasionally he would be in a hurry and.